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“Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.”
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“Hatred is a leech: The thing that sticks to a person's skin; that feeds off them and drains the sap out of one's spirit. It changes a person, and does not leave until it has sucked the last drop of peace from them.”
― Chigozie Obioma, The Fishermen

“He could see plainly that she was not herself. That is, he could not see that she was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world.”
― Kate Chopin, The Awakening

“I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me.”
― Philip Larkin